Chapter 842

"..." the little doctor blinked and looked at the poison doctor's master whose face became more and more distorted. He thought, will the poison doctor's master kick the noisy little disciple back to the mountain at the foot of the mountain at the next moment?

Song Ningyu held Gong Zilin and said in a loud voice, "I don't know how you feel about Huangdao, but as long as you can save my husband, I will do it for you at all costs."

The medicine man narrowed his eyes and threw a medicine to song Ningyu. It was as cold as the face from hell.

He sneered: "you killed my son, this account really should be calculated."

The little doctor fairy opened her mouth fiercely and looked at Song Ningyu, shaking her hands out of order: "you, you killed the second young Tang Zhao of the Tang family. What does this have to do with the old man?"

Because it is a poison family, the children are older than their parents. There are even people in their 40s and 50s.

Song Ningyu was surprised. She thought that Tangmen would settle accounts with her, but she didn't think that at this critical moment

"You don't have to know! Since you want to save him! I won't kill you because you are in deep love. I just want you to do three things!" the old man stood up, and his plain clothes were rustled by the cold wind at night.

The sky is constantly expanding, as if the rising sun is going to tear the night apart. It is hazy and heavy with dark clouds. At the top of the mountain, all you can see is the mottled bright color of several floors.

Song Ningyu knew that it was dawn.

"Please." she doesn't have so much time.

The old man touched his beard, his sharp eyes narrowed slowly, and his voice was as cold as the wind: "blind, broken leg and lost son. If you can do it, I can save him! It's not too much to pay for one life?"

The little doctor looked at the old man in surprise and asked, "how do you know your sister is pregnant?"

The old man glanced at the little doctor fairy and said with a disdainful cold hum, "it turns out that the doctor fairy way is just like this."

Song Ningyu's fingertips trembled and caressed her abdomen. There was a little life, her child. She suddenly felt cold, an overwhelming cold. The little doctor stood in front of song Ningyu and scolded the old man.

"Your mind is so vicious that you call yourself a holy hand in vain! I didn't expect you to let go of your stomach! Did your son release poison and wipe out the people in the three cities and towns of Huangdao? How could your sister attack him! Aren't you afraid of retribution? What should your son do if he owes the lives of the people in the three cities of Huangdao!"

The little doctor was so angry that he turned pale and stared at the gray old man in front of him. Who owed who! I've never seen such a tortuous and unreasonable person!

The old man was also trembling with anger from the little doctor. He flashed and strode to the little doctor. Although the old man was thin, he was happy. Looking at the little doctor who only reached his chest, he hummed coldly: "so what? If I go out, not only three cities and pools, but also an island, it will be completely destroyed!"

The old man turned to leave. Song Ningyu held Gong Zilin tightly. She stood straight and said in a deep voice, "I promise you!"

The old man turned back and looked at Song Ningyu's firm face. He felt very angry and dissatisfied: "since you ask, you should naturally look like asking!"

The young man looked at the old man in surprise and asked suspiciously, "master, what's the matter with you?" although his master was very arrogant on weekdays, he was not as unreasonable as today!

The old man stared at Mu Su: "what do you know? Just stay there!"

Song Ningyu clenched her fist tightly, and the little doctor looked at Song Ningyu with an anxious face: "sister, you are the emperor of Huangdao. How can you kneel such a person! No, no, you can't kneel. It's just to save someone. You give me some time, you give me some more time..."

She is the king of Huangdao and represents Huangdao, not her alone. However, song Ningyu knows that there is no time! Seven days, more than half!

Seeing that song Ningyu was going to kneel down, the boy hurriedly held Gong Zilin. His beautiful eyebrows wrinkled. He looked at his master, who had been revered for decades.

The little doctor fairy desperately supported song Ningyu and scolded in a charming voice: "there is gold under the emperor's knee! Sister, you are the emperor. How can you kneel such a person!"

Song Ningyu's eyes fell on Gong Zilin, and his scarlet eyes were full of fatigue.

She slowly opened the little doctor, mumbled at the corners of her lips and said, "I'm afraid of the dark, and I'm afraid I can't move again. What's more, I'm afraid that my children will leave before they have time to see in this world. However, I'm more afraid of living alone and not seeing ah Lin."

She tightly clasped the little doctor's hand and said sincerely: "little doctor, Xingxiao is a good person. He just doesn't know how to face it. If you give him more time, he will understand."

The little doctor anxiously dragged song Ningyu and cried, "don't you still have us? Sister, we will always be with you. Sister, you can't kneel."

Song Ningyu pushed away the little doctor. She forced a smile and said, "I'm just a woman. There's no gold under my knee. What I want is just family peace."

Seeing song Ningyu kneeling on the ground, the old man hummed with great dissatisfaction: "is this your request? I'm really a new face!"

Song Ningyu clenched her teeth and closed her fists tightly in her sleeves. She tore away a smile and fell down, looking down at the bodies of the ministers and the mountains at her feet. Song Ningyu had never knelt before. This time, she knelt before the old man with a long-standing feud.

"Please, save my husband."

The old man smiled coldly. He looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "hahaha, Nalan snow! Do you see, your daughter, kneeling on the ground and begging me! Do you see! Your precious daughter is kneeling on the ground and begging me like a dog!"

He slowly approached song Ningyu and pinched her chin. The slightly warm hand gave song Ningyu an illusion, as if the person in front of him was not harming her, but helping her. But she knew in her heart that with the hatred in his heart, he could not let her go!

Holding a white pill in his hand, Mu Su exclaimed and reminded: "master, you said that the poison should not be used lightly. If it is light, you will be disabled and if it is heavy, you will die..."

He glanced coldly at Mu Su and said coldly, "don't forget who picked you up from the dead when you were six!" he shook song Ningyu's chin and put the medicine in Song Ningyu's eyes. He smiled coldly and coldly.

"As long as you take this medicine, I'll save him early tomorrow morning."

The little doctor Xian reached out to pat the medicine open. Song Ningyu first grabbed the medicine tightly in the palm of her hand. The little doctor rushed into song Ningyu's arms and drank with song Ningyu's wrist.